I unlatched the ladder and let it down, stuffed the bundle in my purse and ran to the tug. Mr. Anderson was standing on deck with a single line around...the dock bollard."Got money?" he asked."Yes sir."He stuck out his hand."I need to count it. You have someplace?"He pointed to a little cubbyhole ... I suppose someone somewhere would call it a cabin. I certainly didn't. I counted out ten one hundred dollar bills. Shit... 1928 or older. Two of them were payable in gold ... it's what I had ... and. All I heard was a grunt and shuffle of feet before he stomped down the hallway and up the stairs.“He should be label as a mute…” I muttered before I went back on mincing the onions and carrots for the chicken stew.Half an hour later while I was setting the plates down onto the dining table, I heard steps coming down on the stairs and saw Uncle Max came into the kitchen and sat down at the table.“I made chicken stew, fish cake and salad at the side for dinner.” I told him.“Smells good.” Was the. Governments! Mandate. Prohibit. Both mandate and prohibit! All for a fantasy they call 'control.' The more I learn about human societies, the more I like Vix society—even if the latter is savage and brutal."The odd girl out is Nolan," Fawn pointed at me. "Everybody born during the last thousand years started out female. Only girls are born here. We do have some immigrants, such as you eight, but they all are age regressed and get a new start as a female. After growing up female and living. Then from a distance, We, both heard, “Well, well, well what do we have going on here?”It was, my mom Ella.Squirming to get untangled, and cover up, Shelly and I saw our nude moms standing in the doorway with wry looking smiles. Shelly and I both stammered trying to talk but my mom put her hand up indicating for us to be quiet. We were both mortified that we had been caught in a lesbian act.“How long has this been going on?” My mom asked.“Uh, this is the first time,” I said.“Well, it sure did.